His voice was steady and resolute, each word ringing like clashing gold and iron:
"Taiyi, just let go and act. I have deduced the transformations of this formation more than a thousand times. The chance of success exceeds ninety percent; the process is foolproof!
"No matter how profound Kunpeng's Dao cultivation, he has yet to reach the realm of a Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin.
"He remains within the Hunyuan River Diagram Formation's reach—no matter how desperately he struggles, he is merely a trapped beast fighting to the death."
"If this plan succeeds, then within a hundred years, "you and I can use Kunpeng's Primordial Spirit origin and Great Dao Imprint, "then combine them with the heaven and earth fortune we have accumulated, break through in one stroke, enter the ranks of Sub-Saints, and ascend to unprecedented heights!
"By then, powerful experts will rise in great numbers beneath our banner. Restoring the Demon Race's glory will no longer be empty talk!"
"Conversely, if we follow the usual path and cultivate painstakingly, who knows how many tribulations we must endure before reaching that step.
"And once the Primordial Wilderness's structure is completely set, the Demon Race will never again have a chance to turn things around.
"Do not forget—
"the ones who now rule the Heavenly Court are the Human Race.
"They are accelerating their gathering of the Myriad Spirits and spreading their teachings far and wide. If we allow them to grow unchecked, even our last shred of advantage will vanish without a trace!"
If there had been any other safe path to take, Dijun naturally would not have wished to take such a desperate risk, using the seizure of Kunpeng's origin as a shortcut to elevate his own realm.
But the reality was that they had no road